I must've been half-baked
Tryin' to work the land
I must've been some sight
A shovel in my hand
If you could've seen me
Turning over dirt
I gotta be crazy
For taking on the work
I gotta be crazy
For taking on the work
I must've been out there
For taking no advice
I used to be laid-back
And to be precise
I like a late morning
To rest my weary head
You have to be gifted 
To get me out of bed
You have to be gifted 
To get me out of bed
I don't care if you give it away
Give it away
And I'm there
I swore I never quit
I got me a bovine
To make it look legit
I got a sheep dog
And a bent up truck
I couldn't do better
To get me thru the muck
I couldn't do better
To get me thru the muck
I have until Monday
To make a little sense
I got until Tuesday
To present my full defense
I'm betting the farm on
I'm gonna lose my shirt
I have to be crazy
For taking on the work
Apart from a bovine
I own a piece of dirt
I don't mind if you give it away
Give it away
And you...
Give it away
And you're mine